Life at the end of the road

May 13, 2009

I really can’t do it justice

Filed under: daily doings — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 9:29 pm

It’s 22:00 and once again I’m unfit for duty and cannot find the time or energy to fill you in with yesterdays happenings let alone today. I’ve a whole stack of photo’s and stuff to tell you about a 60 year old boat and a 5000 mile motor bike trip but it will have to wait until tomorrow, so for now I’ll leave you with this   http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/northern_ireland/8045840.stm about the epic bike trip which just happens to feature my boy 🙂 and a few pics from today. Oh and by the way it’s Capercallie and not Runrig that composed and played the tune in the link 🙂

A chook and two 'peeps'

A chook and two 'peeps'

30 bags and still level!

30 bags and still level!

Proven sunset :-)

Proven sunset 🙂

5:00am and all is well

I really don’t know where to start, what with the good weather and visitors I’ve not had the time or energy to sit down and plonk away on the laptop, but it’s a little early to get up on the roof now and start painting it as I don’t want to disturb the rest of the household. This is actually a perfect opportunity to do my VAT return, send out invoices and pay some bills but I hate doing paperwork and always leave it until the last possible minuet, having just checked UKWind, Sunday looks damp enough to confine me to the house and my books. So I finished my 7 bananas on the Loch Striven on Tuesday which was the third cracking day in a row and headed north to start my week on the croft with it’s 7 unhealthy breakfasts :-), getting off to a fine start by opening the bottle of Glenmorangie that wifey had bought me for my birthday, which in no small way contributed to the lack of writing and my falling asleep on the job :-). Wednesday, yesterday was an bit of a write off in the productivity department, with a much needed trip to Portree for feed, paint, plumbing fittings and of course my boys trip to the dentist which was at the worst possible time of 12:30. This meant we had to get the 11:00am ferry and return at 15:00 so the whole day was pretty disrupted. I did however manage to finally get the sink fitted in the bathroom.

running water at last!

running water at last!

It’s been sat there on top of that unit for over a week with no tap or waste pipe fitted due to the incompetence of screwfix.com. when I bought the thing the catalogue was unclear as to weather tap and waste were included so I phoned them to check, whereupon they assured me they were. Of course when it arrived they weren’t so it took another week to sort that out and finally plumb it all in yesterday. What would have taken anyone else an hour or so managed to engage me for what was left of my day and wear me out in the process both physically and mentally. Physically by all the contortions I had to do by screwing the thing to the wall and connecting the waste pipe and mentally by trying to come up with a method of securing the taps to the basin as the fittings supplied were totally incompatible 😦 anyway sometime before darkness fell I got it sorted and now you can actually wash your hands in the bathroom! Anyway it’s now almost 6:30, the sun is just about to poke his head over the ridge to the north.

6:30 in May

6:30 in May

The ‘peeps’ are waiting at the front door and I can hear the sheep and pigs calling for breakfast, though I’ve just realized that I’ve not actually heard the cock crow yet, he must be having a lie in after a hard day of fertilizing hens!

Feed me!

Feed me!

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Seeing red

Filed under: boats, daily doings — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 6:23 am

Don’t think you’ll get much out of me tonight other than a few pictures, it’s already 21:30 and I’m needing my bed. 3 days of good weather in a row have just been too much for the system! I think I left quite abruptly last night after posting lots of pictures from the day before, anyway it’s now Tuesday. Actually now it’s Wednesday, I fell asleep at the laptop last night and now after a lie in bed until 7:00am I’m going to Portree for feed. Which is a bit of pain because the ‘sun is cracking the flags’ as they say in Lancshire where I was  raised, the flags being the beautiful sandstone flagstones that were ripped up long ago to be replaced by characterless black asphalt because people kept tripping up on the cracks and sueing the council. How on earth we ended up in a society were somebody could claim compensation for not looking where they put their feet is beyond me. Anyway I’ll just stick some pictures on and then I’m off.

the never ending job!

the never ending job!

Old Man

Old Man

A good picking

A good picking

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FRC II

FRC II

Not great for sailing

Not great for sailing

Dun Caan and the 'White face'

Dun Caan and the 'White face'

Carriona

Catriona

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